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Friday, June 16, 2006

Gee up “HE!” promts the bulls to go forward with bell jingling,A few who could tarry in rest house hear it and tally beads.And so the British period passed.

Bombs booming and aeroplanes wheezing;Seek shelter in a religious dwellingThe one ventures in up and down riverine tradingWhile the freedom fight is commencingAnd so the World War II passed.

Loud noises acclaim with pride the national independenceFlags flying, banners streaming in crazinessLike a tidal wave it climbsAnd shake the earth with violence.There is however a sadness as if the sky fellAnd so the Aung San epoh passed.

The bell tolls, the whistle blows;The Victory Drum booms! A glowWe are free, we are happy - but ephemeral.Blood everywhere; it’s real.Old sheds razed to ground; hills blazed to crumble,Mothers with babies fled and trembled.Everybody was in haste everywhereThese were tregedies with no finishAnd so the Independence episode passed.

So the ears come and goSunset eventually leads to dawnSo we toil along an endless journey.Here is a prompt that could be usedBut it has been misplaced: the journey continuesHeart was steeped in miseryThe one could not deny destinyBut brave it with tranquility.

With determination to forge ahead with intelligence:Near miracle it was when each plan was carried to a success.One would say that she blazes the trailFlags flying with daring and will - It’s the way of our esteemed mother.